After I wrote my Saturday entry, I immediately got in bed, and Vesko & I started talking about the nannies I had in my youth. Without fail, Vesko says something to me every single day that makes me fall a little more in love with him every day. And, again, today was no different. As if I was not already smitten with him from all he had done for my family that day, while we were discussing some of the more colourful experiences my family had while trying to find the next nanny for me, he asked why I had nannies. I told him my parents worked very, very hard to give me an amazing childhood and to give me EVERYthing I could ever want growing up, so when I was very young, they worked a LOT. My dad worked FOUR jobs at one time so that my mom could start the business she has today. Without that huge sacrifice, we wouldn't have all we have today. But, I'm digressing. I'm a career woman. I love to work, and I love to be in charge. I'm definitely management, and, before I was forced out of work on disability, I was being groomed for management. BUT. There is ONE thing that would change all that. Writing reports, handing out discipline, attending meetings, making business trips, and finishing daily cash summaries would be stopped the SECOND I gave birth until the child was at LEAST first grade. I've never mentioned my desire to be a stay at home mom to Vesko. Well, not a constant stay at home mom, ya know. I just want to be there with them 24/7 while they're stay at home aged. Anyway, we're lying in bed and I'm relaying hilarious shennanigans to him and he says, "Well, our kids aren't going have a nanny. " I asked him why, because the way he said it made it sound like he thought it was something only snooty assholes have. But, he said, "Because you're going to stay home with our kids." Ahh! My heart melted a little more! That's what I've always wanted. That's what I wanted when I was a child. I'm not angry at my mother, of course. I love her more than anything. Her countless hours of hard work have given us the luxury we have and have had for some years now. And I assure you, this did not come easy for her. There's no guarantee that I'll be able to be a stay at home mom when (if) the time comes, but it warms my heart to know that's what we'll be working toward.
Annnnnd on the subject of baby type things. How about we talk about some OB/GYN things here. This article was linked to me by my best friend, Melissa. I have to say, I am just never surprised by humankind's dedication to stupidity. The following is a paste of the text, but the original page can be found here
"Way too many male ob/gyn doctors have crossed-the-line, and once a spouse has been violated, you can't take it back, so why take the chance? If a woman truly loves her SO or husband, then she would 1.) try to be as modest as possible, 2.) be respectful of his feelings, 3.) not expect him to endure such pain and disrespect. Now, if there were to ever be a "life threating emergency", by all means 1st doctor available then please.
Fortunately, my wife shares the same convictions as I do, and has way to much respect for herself and also for me to ever electively expose herself in such an intimate way. Male doctors don't even have the same plumping that women do, so it would be like going to a mechanic who has never owned a car. While my wife has other male doctors such as dentists, and eye doctors, she would never electively go to see a male gyn doctor. Being a male, I just don't think you can ever take the "male" out of being a "male".
A lot of women say that the process is simply "clinical", which I find hard to believe. Some women have been known to become aroused during these types of exams, and have also referred to their male ob/gyn's as being "cute", whereby making it improper. Who cares if a male doctor see's 20 women a day, it still doesn't make it "right" or "proper". I just wish that more women would follow their instincts.
This is not to say don't get any prenatal care, but to seek the right moral care, for both you and your spouse. What good is having "good health", when your husband or SO starts to resent you, and starts to lose interest in the process, or wants a divorce because he feels that you didn't do "everything" possible on your part to protect the intimacy of the marriage or relationship. In what better way could a woman show her man love and respect then to say "I go to women doctors for all of my intimate care and treatment"
"What is truly disgusting is that some women think that it is ok' to drop their pants in a drop of a hat for some stranger who decided to become a doctor for a living. The OP is to be commended for attempting to protect the intimacy of her marriage. It is simply improper for a woman in my opinion to electively seek out a male ob/gyn when it can be avoided. No distance is too great to drive to protect one's modesty in my opinion!""
WHAT THE FUCK. There is just so much I want to say about this post from this 'man', but the outrage I feel EVERY time I read it causes me to think, and, of course, write incoherently. It's just ridiculous. And I'm not sure what the hell 'plumping' means, but apparently only other women have it, and I'm not sure if I should be upset about that or not. The responses to this post are mostly great. The person who wrote this must be so completely insecure in their marriage that they never let their wife out of their site. Oh, and if I were a man, I'd be personally insulted about what this 'man' insinuates about men in this post. Insane. I have a male OB/GYN. I've ALWAYS had male OB/GYNs, not by choice, but by chance. It's never really made a difference to me, I guess. I've never thought one was 'cute' as this guy says. I thought this most recent one I procured last Friday was adorable, in a sense that I wanted to pick him up and make him play with my other Barbies. Seriously, he's very small, and I feel like a giant next to him. Oh, and Vesko doesn't love me any less because Dr. Barbie had to check my insides out. He (Vesko) still knows he's the king of them (my insides). In my opinion, that's clearly this guy's problem. GET A PENIS ENLARGEMENT! Anyway, I'm curious what you all think, guys & ladies. I just can't imagine anyone else feels the way this man feels. I can understand feeling more comfortable with a woman, but this thinking is completely irrational.
Crazy chiz, huh? Melissa posted that to me on Sunday, before her birthday at Chuy's. Gah, I LOVE Chuy's, and her birthday dinner was most excellent, except that for some stupid ass reason they pushed a round table & a square table together and sat 10 people around it. I ate at the awkward junction of the round & square table :( A couple margaritas helped, though. Oh, speaking of Melissa's birthday, I also found out that CRAZY Lil Wayne bitch share's a birthday with my Moogieboogieboo...whiiiiich is unfortunate...and I suppose will also make Crazy Lil Wayne bitch 45 upon his release from prison.
Monday was hot, exhausting, & expensive. I had to run all over hell & high water picking up & dropping off prescriptions. I started taking a new prescription for my headaches which has several annoying side effects, one of the most prominent of which is making ANYTHING carbonated taste bitter & flat. It's terrible. It also leaves a bad taste in my mouth, like, in general, alllll the time. It makes me sleepy constantly. It makes my already bad circulation seems worse. And I still have headaches from time to time. I'm trying to be positive, though.
Tuesday was TEEN MOM FINALE! OMG! I'm so upset. :( I don't know what I'll do until it starts again. That was Vesko's & my night to watch TV & bitch like catty hos about other people, and then I'd call Melissa that night or the next day and gossip to her about what a skank Amber is. But really. She is. I can't believe she's letting that convict stay with her AND change Leah. That poor baby is just being set up to be molested, and it's horrible. Gary MAY be a doofus sometimes, but he's grounded in truth & he means well, and THAT's what counts when it comes to that pudgy faced baby girl. In regard to Farrah, I think that guy, Julian (?) has had at LEAST a couple dicks in his face and at LEAST as many in his ass. I'm not saying there's anything wrong with it, but own it, queen. Don't live in denial. But, you know, if that's what you need, a cover story, Farrah's your girl, coz she doesn't want to replace Derrick, and you don't want to replace that buttplug. Maci's situation has become unfortunate, because she's come SUCH a long way, but I did think she was moving too fast and too far with Kyle. And Catelynn & Tyler OH EM GEE. PERFECT. Their visit was perfect. Their daughter is perfect. Their gifts were perfect. The last gift they gave made me cry. They're just so adorable. I want to give them both a firm pat on the back.
So, about this show you're not watching. I don't want to give you too many details, because I don't want you to have a preconceived notion of what it's about (because several people told me omg, this show is great, it's about this & this & this, & you HAVE to watch it!)...What they told me it's about it's kinda about, but sorta. Anyway, you HAVE TO WATCH DEXTER. IT IS AMAZING. I watched the first epi on a whim, because several people had raved about it, and I couldn't decide what movie to watch next from my netflix queue, but I was hooked from then on. I watched the whole first season (12 epis) in like 2 days (they're almost an hour a piece), which made me feel like a worthless fat ass, but when you're doped out on drugs, it makes the horrible side effects a little less noticeable if you've got a little bit of great entertainment.
The rest of the week was good, I'm sure, but I honestly cant remember it. Isn't that terrible? Hooooooray drugs!? No, actually, they suck. Well, I guess I remember Friday night. We booked it to the bank when Vesko got off work so we could add him to a bank account so he can be a grown up with his name on a debit card. Seriously, I'm not happy with Chase, but I stay with them, because it's easier than changing EVERYTHING over to another bank. So, then we went to my parents' house to borrow my dad's truck & we were going to eat there, but Mom gave us coopins for Logan's, so Vesko said he wanted to take me somewhere, & we went there. It was most excellent. I have to say, life doesn't get much better than a sweet tea, an iceberg salad with ranch, a 16oz. steak medium rare & bloody, & a sweet potato. Vesko had ribs & chicken with fries & sauteed mushrooms, and he was in hog heaven, too. I know I've said it, but no matter what, he always has somethin' to do or say to make my day better.
Today has been CRAZY.
We got up & Vesko started out with his amazingness. I got a quickie massage before we got dressed and left to go load up his dirtbike to drive across the globe to drop it off & have it worked on. On the waaaaaay...on the corner of Lawrence & 518, the League City Animal Shelter had a mobile pet adoption centre set up and VESKO said, "Let's stop & look at the doggies." I said it was a bad idea, but if there wiener dog there, you know I'd HAVE to have it...and then we both laughed. Ha...ha...ha...
Crazy chiz, huh? Melissa posted that to me on Sunday, before her birthday at Chuy's. Gah, I LOVE Chuy's, and her birthday dinner was most excellent, except that for some stupid ass reason they pushed a round table & a square table together and sat 10 people around it. I ate at the awkward junction of the round & square table :( A couple margaritas helped, though. Oh, speaking of Melissa's birthday, I also found out that CRAZY Lil Wayne bitch share's a birthday with my Moogieboogieboo...whiiiiich is unfortunate...and I suppose will also make Crazy Lil Wayne bitch 45 upon his release from prison.
Monday was hot, exhausting, & expensive. I had to run all over hell & high water picking up & dropping off prescriptions. I started taking a new prescription for my headaches which has several annoying side effects, one of the most prominent of which is making ANYTHING carbonated taste bitter & flat. It's terrible. It also leaves a bad taste in my mouth, like, in general, alllll the time. It makes me sleepy constantly. It makes my already bad circulation seems worse. And I still have headaches from time to time. I'm trying to be positive, though.
Tuesday was TEEN MOM FINALE! OMG! I'm so upset. :( I don't know what I'll do until it starts again. That was Vesko's & my night to watch TV & bitch like catty hos about other people, and then I'd call Melissa that night or the next day and gossip to her about what a skank Amber is. But really. She is. I can't believe she's letting that convict stay with her AND change Leah. That poor baby is just being set up to be molested, and it's horrible. Gary MAY be a doofus sometimes, but he's grounded in truth & he means well, and THAT's what counts when it comes to that pudgy faced baby girl. In regard to Farrah, I think that guy, Julian (?) has had at LEAST a couple dicks in his face and at LEAST as many in his ass. I'm not saying there's anything wrong with it, but own it, queen. Don't live in denial. But, you know, if that's what you need, a cover story, Farrah's your girl, coz she doesn't want to replace Derrick, and you don't want to replace that buttplug. Maci's situation has become unfortunate, because she's come SUCH a long way, but I did think she was moving too fast and too far with Kyle. And Catelynn & Tyler OH EM GEE. PERFECT. Their visit was perfect. Their daughter is perfect. Their gifts were perfect. The last gift they gave made me cry. They're just so adorable. I want to give them both a firm pat on the back.
So, about this show you're not watching. I don't want to give you too many details, because I don't want you to have a preconceived notion of what it's about (because several people told me omg, this show is great, it's about this & this & this, & you HAVE to watch it!)...What they told me it's about it's kinda about, but sorta. Anyway, you HAVE TO WATCH DEXTER. IT IS AMAZING. I watched the first epi on a whim, because several people had raved about it, and I couldn't decide what movie to watch next from my netflix queue, but I was hooked from then on. I watched the whole first season (12 epis) in like 2 days (they're almost an hour a piece), which made me feel like a worthless fat ass, but when you're doped out on drugs, it makes the horrible side effects a little less noticeable if you've got a little bit of great entertainment.
The rest of the week was good, I'm sure, but I honestly cant remember it. Isn't that terrible? Hooooooray drugs!? No, actually, they suck. Well, I guess I remember Friday night. We booked it to the bank when Vesko got off work so we could add him to a bank account so he can be a grown up with his name on a debit card. Seriously, I'm not happy with Chase, but I stay with them, because it's easier than changing EVERYTHING over to another bank. So, then we went to my parents' house to borrow my dad's truck & we were going to eat there, but Mom gave us coopins for Logan's, so Vesko said he wanted to take me somewhere, & we went there. It was most excellent. I have to say, life doesn't get much better than a sweet tea, an iceberg salad with ranch, a 16oz. steak medium rare & bloody, & a sweet potato. Vesko had ribs & chicken with fries & sauteed mushrooms, and he was in hog heaven, too. I know I've said it, but no matter what, he always has somethin' to do or say to make my day better.
Today has been CRAZY.
We got up & Vesko started out with his amazingness. I got a quickie massage before we got dressed and left to go load up his dirtbike to drive across the globe to drop it off & have it worked on. On the waaaaaay...on the corner of Lawrence & 518, the League City Animal Shelter had a mobile pet adoption centre set up and VESKO said, "Let's stop & look at the doggies." I said it was a bad idea, but if there wiener dog there, you know I'd HAVE to have it...and then we both laughed. Ha...ha...ha...
You're RIGHT! They had honeybees, and we got one of those! She's adorable, and her name is Maci Jo. We're pretty excited parentals here. :)
Anyway, the boring stuff was that then we loaded the bike, drove over off 249 & Jones & dropped it off & then had to drive back. Not so boring was visiting my parents again, then we got to go to Petsmart, where everyone loved Maci, & she got her hurh & nails did, and now we're here.
Unfortunately, Maci still smells like dogs & cats, so we're about to take another shower. I've been attempting to write this blog entry since Sunday of last week, & I have some other things to write about, but this entry is already so all over the place that I don't want to put it in here. I'm going to do my best to write it tomorrow. We were going to go to the zoo tomorrow, but my hips & knees are KILLING me, and I'm not sure how that's going to pan-out :( Either way, there will be BBQ tomorrow, and perhaps some parental/child bonding time.
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